Duet (Live from Walt Disney Concert Hall) The Airborne Toxic Event
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[Verse 1]
I've been away for far too long
I've had my mind wrapped around this one song
I heard last week on the radio while
Driving near that place we used to go
Where the tract homes all look the same
With the roofs and the tiles and the similar frames
All these streets are so wide, all those cars are so lame
And on every block, I heard the whisper of your name
[Verse 2]
I spent so many evenings in my head
I'd lie alone on an unmade bed
Counting the minutes like numbered clocks
Should I call, should I write, should I read, should I stop?
I'm a child, I'm a ghost, I'm a slur, I'm a boast
I'm a prince, I'm a king, I'm a rhyme, I'm a ring
I'm unable to sleep, I'm unable to sing
I'm a desperate and lonely, frightened, unholy thing
[Bridge 1]
And you'd say, "La la la, I'm so glad I'm over you"
As you reach for your drink and you tell me you like my shoes
And I smile like a wretch, there's not much else I can do
I say, "I know what you mean, yeah it's weird for me too
Besides, what would I sing about if I had you?"
I've been away for far too long
I've had my mind wrapped around this one song
I heard last week on the radio while
Driving near that place we used to go
Where the tract homes all look the same
With the roofs and the tiles and the similar frames
All these streets are so wide, all those cars are so lame
And on every block, I heard the whisper of your name
[Verse 2]
I spent so many evenings in my head
I'd lie alone on an unmade bed
Counting the minutes like numbered clocks
Should I call, should I write, should I read, should I stop?
I'm a child, I'm a ghost, I'm a slur, I'm a boast
I'm a prince, I'm a king, I'm a rhyme, I'm a ring
I'm unable to sleep, I'm unable to sing
I'm a desperate and lonely, frightened, unholy thing
[Bridge 1]
And you'd say, "La la la, I'm so glad I'm over you"
As you reach for your drink and you tell me you like my shoes
And I smile like a wretch, there's not much else I can do
I say, "I know what you mean, yeah it's weird for me too
Besides, what would I sing about if I had you?"
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